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A dress to the award ceremony for all of the hard work, Flo wasn't entirely sure how she felt about it. She didn't care about big festivities or anything - in truth she was pretty apathetic of it. She didn't care about being personally recognized, she didn't need the approval of others. If she did, she wouldn't have been so willing to go to heads against Doll back in the days of Director LaFleur's reign. "It looks nice on you." Harris said with a sort of goofy grin on his face the way a father would look at a daughter. Flo kind of missed their old friend dynamic though, but daddy Harris wasn't bad either. "Doll made it for me, it's like making clothes is all she does." Flo said with a half smirk, gazing at the dress adorning her figure in the reflection.

Just like how Echo's dress was red to match her eyes, Flo's was purple and white with slits in the back for her wings - amethyst for the sheen of her orbs, white for the down of her feathers. "Ah, I get it." Samurai definitely wanted to see a dress, but it wasn't hers he was looking for. "You want to see Amy, don'tcha?" The blush confirmed that suspicion and who knows? Maybe one day the lovey dovey idiots will get a daughter of their own, a real one, not like baby Zinnia, but a real daughter for the two of them. "Watch your mouth missy, you're going to a meeting with very important people! We're representing the Tower Society, so you be on your best behavior!" Flo yawned and nodded, flapping her wings. "Yeah yeah, daddy, anything you want."

Leaving their room they went down the elevator to meet up with Echo and Hawk, both of whom were decked out in their outfits as well. Echo looked nice despite how much she must hate wearing something cute like that. "Who knows, maybe some American Terra will be enamored by your dress?" The pinkette sneered at Echo before making her way into the car to go to the award ceremony. Soon after this they'd be going home - Flo and Echo both worked hard to make the Washington Branch better, some time after the Brits have gone home, the Americans would move into a bigger specialized building to fit the new support staff and demons and Jaegers that Echo recruited, that Flo trained.

The car was already here and perhaps waiting for just a bit too. "Sorry we're late." Samurai said, being the responsible one here. "I forgot to set the alarm and it takes time for Flo's spirometer." It's true, he spent too long last night on his date with Amy and didn't set the alarm, and thus they woke up late. "It'll be fine, there's still an hour before the actual ceremony." Flo said with a shrug of nonconcern, mostly eager to get this over with so they could go back home. She wasn't really homesick or anything, just eager for the next stage of their lives.